Pixie

today I walked

across the valleys of your back

the deep muscled thighs

my toes pressed and marveled

and rejoiced

into the weary bands of flesh

my heels dug and tension flowed down

into the honey smooth wood

and like a dancer I balanced and

swayed and listened to you

sigh

in the long mirror I saw

a dark-haired pixie standing

unclad with hair unbound

and laughing with wonder

striding across your body like an island

newly risen from the ocean